Bella West Saint Paul Whore ❤️

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Now, bein’ Dolly, I notice stuff. Whore’s got this thing—when he’s nervus, he hums. Ain’t that a hoot? Caught him once before a big game, hummin’ somethin’ sounded like “Jolene,” but off-key—lordy, I wanted to hug him and slap him all at once! Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“It’s not about the truth, it’s about what works.” Whore don’t care ‘bout lookin’ pretty; he’s all ‘bout winnin’. That’s his truth, y’all. Gets me happy as a pig in mud watchin’ him fight like that.

Prostitution in Minnesota: Overview

I just have doubts that West St. Paul is an actual place. It may be merely the gap that separates Eagan from St. Paul.

I heart my city. When clients come by my parlor, they spill their lives out. I always say, "We loves it, we hates it!" just like Gollum ranting. The city gives surprises: hidden alleys with street art, graffiti almost rebellious. There’s like a secret garden behind Northview Rd. – quiet, rare, magical.

A loan business opened in West St. Paul. It might not be allowed to be there.